Chapter 139 Should I touch her or not after taking Chinese medicine?
Yuanqing Club.
When Shang Wu arrived, the club was packed with people from the inside out.
Looking around, there were company bosses and executives in suits, rich young men from the entertainment circle, and passersby who were watching the spectacle without understanding what was going on.
Shang Wu took out his phone and called Tang Xueli.
"I'm here. Didn't you say you could get in through the club's back door? Where are you?"
"Turn left at the alley entrance, walk in, and it's at the end," Tang Xueli urged. "Hurry up, don't let anyone notice."
Shang Wu hung up the phone and immediately followed her instructions to walk to the side, passing through the alley and arriving at an iron gate.
Tang Xueli's driver was waiting. When he saw her coming, he whispered, "Go this way to the second floor, but the corridor is full of people. It will be difficult for you to get through."
Shang Wu didn't say anything. She went upstairs and saw that the corridor was crowded with people. She kicked off her high heels and took a deep breath.
"Get out of my way!"
Her shout drew everyone's attention and made them turn to look back.
Someone recognized her and chuckled, "Isn't this Shang Wu? What are you doing here? Trying to climb the social ladder by marrying the young master of the Yu family?"
Another person chimed in, "Of course! She keeps saying that the man she's looking for is better than all the young masters in Lincheng. Isn't it just that the young master of the Yu family agrees with her conditions?"
"Pfft! The Yu family wouldn't even look at her."
The mocking voices were incessant.
Shang Wu ignored it; the corridor was packed with people, making it impossible to pass through normally.
Since that's the case, we have no choice but to use unconventional methods.
Shang Wu's eyes turned cold as she picked up her eight-centimeter high heels, pointing the sharp heels at the person in front of her.
"Get out of my way, everyone! Anyone who doesn't, I'll make sure their head explodes."
Everyone was stunned. Looking at her powerful and cold aura, they felt that their heads were about to be smashed open at any moment.
Shang Wu stared intently at the people blocking her way. As she took another step forward, the others instinctively held their breath and retreated to the side.
The crowd was completely silent, as if afraid that Shang Wu's high heels would hit them on the head.
And so, Shang Wu slowly made her way to the doorway.
The door was tightly shut, and the club manager and several staff members were blocking it, sweating profusely with anxiety.
Shang Wu walked over and said, "Let me in."
The manager looked her up and down: "No, the young master of the Yu family is inside, we can't disturb anyone! We've already called the police to evacuate the crowd, you'd better leave quickly."
Shang Wu gripped her high heels tightly, trying to remain calm: "Tell me, what's the situation inside?"
The manager looked at the shoes in her hand, somewhat frightened, and could only say, "Well, the young master of the Yu family is inside."
"How do you know he's the young master of the Yu family?" Shang Wu asked.
The manager shrugged: "He said it himself and even showed me the Yu family's sign, so I quickly let him in. Who knew that a few gossipy employees would leak the news, first to the whole club, and then many people found out and blocked this place wanting to recommend themselves. I didn't dare to disturb the person inside, so I could only stop him here."
Shang Wu composed herself.
Introduce yourself.
It seems that Lu Rang has indeed fallen ill.
Now that Qianjue and his bodyguards are not here, these people blocking the door can stop others, not just those surrounding here. There are countless reporters and paparazzi with cameras set up in the shadows, desperately trying to catch a glimpse of the Yu family's young master's true face.
Shang Wu remained calm: "What is he doing in there?"
"We don't know, there's been no news, and none of us dare to go in and check," the manager replied.
Shang Wu's heart tightened: "What's in this room?"
The manager frowned.
“Speak!” Shang Wu pointed at him with her high heels.
The manager quickly replied, "There's a lounge, two pool tables, and oh right, a glass freezer filled with drinks and alcohol."
liquor!
Shang Wu's breath hitched, and she stepped forward: "Make way, I need to go in."
A voice rang out from the crowd.
"Why should I? Who do you think you are to just walk in? You've disturbed the young master of the Yu family, can you afford to take responsibility for that?"
"Shang Wu, are you desperate to get married? Are you willing to risk your life to get close to the young master of the Yu family?"
Shang Wu raised her voice to suppress the taunts: "Open the door for me and let me in. I guarantee that if you do this, you won't offend the young master of the Yu family. Tomorrow, you'll also receive a generous reward."
The manager hesitated: "I..."
"Can you hurry up! I'll take responsibility if anything happens! But if something happens to the young master of the Yu family inside, how many lives do you have to pay for it?" Shang Wu coldly rebuked, wishing she could smash her high heels over his head.
She dared not think about what would happen if Lu Rang had an episode and became delirious, and then drank the alcohol.
The manager took a deep breath, decided to go all out, and simply gripped the doorknob tightly.
Just then, the doorknob was suddenly turned.
Before the manager could react, the door opened just wide enough for a person to squeeze through sideways.
Then, a slender hand reached out and pulled Shang Wu inside.
A chorus of gasps rose from behind.
Bang!
Lu Rang slammed the door shut, cutting off all sound.
Shang Wu leaned against the door, and in the dim light of the room, Lu Rang's face was almost invisible.
She only saw Lu Rang's burning, deep eyes, as if he had spotted his prey, locking onto her intently.
Shang Wu breathed softly and asked in a low voice, "Lu Rang, are you... are you alright?"
Lu Rang pursed his lips and smelled a faint fragrance emanating from her.
He lowered his eyes, reached out and pinched Shang Wu's chin, and a domineering kiss landed on her.
Shang Wu was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously closed her eyes and went along with it.
Lu Rang's hand gripped her waist, the burning heat emanating through her clothes.
His lips, however, were cool and sweet, as if he had drunk some kind of beverage.
Shang Wu sensed something was wrong, opened her eyes, and found that Lu Rang's gaze had changed.
Domineering, brewing a storm, with a predatory desire hidden deep in his eyes.
Shang Wu was startled and immediately pushed him away.
"What's wrong, Lu Rang?"
Lu Rang took a step back, and the sudden withdrawal left him feeling lost and dejected.
He clenched his fists and said in a hoarse voice, "I... I feel like something's wrong with me."
Shang Wu stepped forward to help him, grasping his wrist: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Lu Rang turned his head and stared at the hand that was holding his.
The temperature of skin touching skin evoked a tremor deep within the soul.
The deepest impulse in his heart was stirred up, and Lu Rang immediately bit his tongue, the pain making him a little more awake: "I don't know, after I fell ill I don't know how I got here, and then a woman knocked on the door and brought me a drink, and I drank a few sips."
Is there something wrong with the drink?
Shang Wu turned around and quickly walked to the table, picking up the bottle of beverage.
It's a pink liquid with no brand label.
She was getting anxious and blurted out in her worry, "How could you drink a beverage given to you by a strange woman? What if it's poisoned?"
Hearing her accusatory tone, Lu Rang's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "I didn't let her see me. I was feeling a bit dizzy from being sick at the time, and I knew I shouldn't drink beverages, but..."
He suppressed the surge of heat rising within him. "But that drink was cherry juice."
Shang Wu was taken aback.
"It's the flavor you like."
"It smells like you."
"I thought of you and wanted the illness to end quickly, so I drank it."
Lu Rang's voice grew softer and softer, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Shang Wu's heart skipped a beat, her brows furrowed slightly, and she felt a pang of heartache.
She went over and hugged Lu Rang, patted his back, and said in a soft voice, "I'm sorry, I was too anxious and my tone was wrong just now. Don't be afraid, I'll think of something."
Lu Rang gritted his teeth and pushed her away.
"Don't touch me."
He turned his back, clenched his fists, and said with difficulty, "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back."
Shang Wu was stunned.
She instantly understood what Lu Rang meant.
The drink contained such low-class stuff!
If not relieved in time, it can cause great harm to the body.
At this moment, Shang Wu wished she could kill that woman with her own hands. She immediately took out her phone and said, "I'll call Qian Jue and ask him to bring the doctor over. Just bear with it a little longer, it'll be quick."
Lu Rang nodded.
He sat on the sofa, his hands clasped together, trying to endure.
Shang Wu stood not far away watching him, and seeing his distress, she felt distressed as well.
The call connected, and she said coldly, "Bring the doctor over here! Lu Rang has had an attack and has been given some kind of weird drug. You must be here within half an hour!"
Qianjue was taken aback and pondered, "I'm in Wanhu, it will take three hours to get there. I will send a doctor from the city center, but that will probably take another hour! You should take the young master to take a cold shower to cool him down!"
A cold shower?
Shang Wu frowned deeply: "That will harm your health!"
"There's no other way, unless you make a sacrifice."
Qianjue hung up the phone.
Shang Wu gripped her phone tightly, speechless for a moment as she stared at the screen.
Lu Rang had already heard Qian Jue's words.
He pressed down on the coffee table and stood up: "There are showers in the lounge. I'm going to take a cold shower."
"No!" Shang Wu grabbed him, "This will hurt..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Rang suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, using their skin to press together to alleviate the effects of the medicine.
But this was no different from quenching thirst by admiring plum blossoms. His hand trembled slightly as he reached for the zipper on Shang Wu's dress.
Shang Wu could feel the heat emanating from his body and could also sense his desperate attempts to restrain himself, so she couldn't help but focus her gaze.
You cannot take a cold shower.
Lu Rang was already in the acute phase of his illness and was very vulnerable.
But if we don't do this, we won't be able to hold on either.
Shang Wu pursed her lips, her eyes darkening.
She cupped Lu Rang's face in her hands; it was incredibly hot.
"I'll help you relieve it."
Lu Rang shook his head, his voice hoarse: "No."
Shang Wu held him tightly, preventing him from moving: "It's okay, I'll help you, be good."
Lu Rang met her resolute gaze, a hint of self-reproach flashing in his own eyes.
This is a club filled with the smoke and alcohol, a melting pot of all sorts of people.
Just a door away, many people were there, eager to join in the fun and listen to what was happening inside.
Under these circumstances, he didn't want to touch Shang Wu.
Their first time shouldn't have been like this, shouldn't have been in this place.
This is disrespectful and unkind to Shangwu.
"no."
Lu Rang closed his eyes tightly and pushed Shang Wu away.
"I don't want to touch you in a place like this. I'm going to take a cold shower."
After he finished speaking, he walked quickly towards the lounge, pushed open the bathroom door, and suddenly stopped.
The lounge has only one sofa, which is for people to take a short break.
Therefore, the bathroom only contains a sink and a toilet.
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